willy wonka - throw me up into the air!

I want to sit in the corner of my room and bow my head down in defeat,
I wish to close my eyes to the spinning images in my head,
I hope to hide under my blanket and feel like I'm playing 'make-believe' again,
Just as I did when I was five years old.

I would love to lick a Paddle Pop even as its colours melt onto my face,
I dream of catching the shooting star passing by and wishing on it a thousand more wishes,
I imagine jumping on a trampoline and flying high, high, high into the sky,
With nothing but the whims and fancies of life on my mind.

I hope to travel around the world and encapture its hidden beauty in my heart,
Or simply to delicately pluck a daisy's petals; "he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me..."
I remember the prickly excitement of having cotton candy in one hand, a soft toy in another,
Looking forward to the next ride of rotating tea-cups or carnival unicorns.

As I look back on the first (almost) 20 years of my life, I can't help but think back onto my childhood, the people in my life, my aspirations and my dreams. Just 2 weeks before my teenage years finally end, I wonder if I rebelled enough or made enough noise to be heard. I think about what kind of person I will be in another 20 years time - will I regret or celebrate the moments in life? Will I be happy with the person I will become? In another 20 years, I will be 40. 20 on from then, I will be 60. Time feels like it is passing too fast and in terms of a person's lifetime, it is probably merely one grain of sand in the enormous hourglass that records all of time's passing. But as usual I have become depressingly morbid in my thoughts. I hope you guys enjoyed the poem. It has been some time since I have written one. If it isn't one that you will remember, at least I hope at the very least it will make you think. Anyways, time to get back to Marketing. Good night, my dear blog.